God bless him, Hugh Jackman does everything he can to keep this one afloat, but it's far too bogged down by everything else in the movie, from the needlessly opaque plot to the shifting themes hurtling from one focus to the next. It's a beautiful film (most of the time; there are a few effects that have not aged well), but it's not quite sure what it means to be beyond that.

The Fountain is quite a strange film with strong performances by Hugh Jackman and more so Rachel Weisz, she was great and incredibly stunning. Three story lines that run parallel with each other with the difference being that it spans over a thousand years. I think I'd get more from this film on each viewing but for now it's three stars from me.

I honestly don't know what to think anymore; I must have tried to rate The Fountain dozens of times, let alone form a concrete opinion on it.

It's as if my words are floating in thin air and even though I can see them, I cannot reach them and interpret them into coherent sentences. And so I sit here stunned, watching those words slowly decimate one letter at a time.

It´s a fantastic movie, we have seen the story before but not told this way. Hugh Jackman is making the performance of his life here, really great. I lost touch and intererest for a while about two thirds into the movie, got it back towards the end and it did hold together the parts. Really good..

Darren Aronofsky, you've done it again? The first time I saw this movie a few years ago, I found it confusing and strange, and I just didn't care enough to look anymore into it. Looking back now, I'm glad I didn't because I probably wouldn't have liked what I found. This movie is about accepting death as a way of life. Hugh Jackman and Rachel Weisz are terrific. The story is very interesting when you start to really think about…

Excuse me while I I don't know how to put just how much I love this into words Like Whoa Um Uhhhhh Hugh Jackman. Hugh Jackman is incredible. That's the first thing that needs to be said about this. The other thing: Oh my dear lord. Soundtrack? On point. Cinematography? On point. The film? ON. FUCKING. POINT.